Mixed up

Just a goofy free thought verse

I winnin winnin winnin
Grinn
This is the beginning
Im no longer decendn
Defendn
Im done with pretendn
Fightn for the finish
Ill scrimish till the endn
Fear just demished
Minute by minute
Sentence by sentence
If I said it then I meant it
If I got then I vent it
Make sure my presence is present
Fencen with critics
Now all I hear is crickets
Im sick with astitics
Im mystically ballistic
Im aristiclly mystic
If you seen it then you missed it
Because my words are cryptic
Sometimes im twisted
Mixed up like bisquick
This is just a gimmick
Forget whats insisted
This is just logistics
I just blew a piston
Sit back sipn lipton
Let me pop my hip in
Let me put my lip in
Paper ant ready for this whipn
From this pen that im gripn
Flipn the script then im ripn
Then I pop my clip in
I turn into a gremlin
Terrorize kids and women
You know im only kidn
I think I need some riddaline
Someone get me admitted
Attackn words are written
Words are swing and miss and hitn
Within the deep thought im hidden